Headfirst into the swelling saltiness, I dive,
gliding fingers in the finely ground sediment,
feeling exhilarating energy throughout,
immersed in wonder by the ocean's rhythmic dance.
A powerful echoing surf, tidal cadence,
carries me in, then out, inhaling, exhaling
the invigorating pulsing serenity
flowing below the surface with each heartfelt wave.
Within an ocean, I breathe the freshness of me.
Every pore receives the moisture of cleanliness,
like tides, conjured under moonlight's magical spell,
infusing cellular matter and soul-drought thirst.
By spiritually refreshing starlit life,
awash over stony places, filling my heart
with heaven's invigorating teardrops, manna,
divinely provided sustenance, seeds' promise.
Precious treasures await this seeker, unafraid,
exploring deep caverns in one's ocean of self
where barnacles of mortality disguise truth.
Erosion majestically scrapes away hardness,
revealing the essence of life, treasure of truth,
balance, knowledge, a oneness of priceless value.
Sensitive fingertips solemnly reach and touch
delicate silky lining cradling the heart's pearl.
My voyage within arterial passageways, trailing memories,
indelible photographic vistas of joy,
excite every sense with unknown berthings ahead,
overwhelming childlike anticipation, eyes
scan distant horizons, all possibilities
without expectations, dance in the salty spray.
Laughter surfing the curling waves, sound harmonies
for dancing bliss in white tutus, beauty behold.
Riding the cresting currents, white pillows of foam
join in the melodic rhythm of pulsing swells.
Permeating each crevice, living water flows
to the center, wherein transcendent love abides,
sprouting upwards and rooting below, the earth's veil
parts with wisdom and knowledge basking in God's light.
The touch of His hand, the warmth of mercy pilots
my voyage through oceans' depths to safe harbour, home.
Life happens . . . so do Teardrops.
The momentum of swelling inhalations filled with gratitude, tranquility, spiritual manifestations of truth, love, and light, in self-awareness, exceed absorption’s capacities, tears of joy.
=>What do you feel and see as you delve into depths below appearances?
=> How do you interpret your experience?
